Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 1236 Long-eared Dingguang Immortal
"It's so deep here, we really have to go down, can't we take a detour?" Xiaowu never knew that she was afraid of heights. She was very happy when she was riding on the clouds, but now she was lying on the edge of the cliff and looking down, she felt her eyes go dark, and the dizziness symptoms caused by Shiji's preaching appeared again.

The small body was lying on the edge of the cliff, protesting, and it didn't want to go down at all.

Soon after entering the mausoleum, they were blocked by a cliff. The real mausoleum was at the bottom of the cliff, and no one knew how deep it was. The only old tree of unknown age served as the path.

Hou Ji was the eldest son of Emperor Ku. He was born after his mother stepped in the footprints of a powerful man.

Hou Ji also had a lot of brothers who were born for strange reasons. Among them was Qi who was born by swallowing bird eggs. He was the ancestor of the Shang Dynasty. There was Emperor Yao who was born after being swept away by a red dragon. He was one of the Five Emperors. The rest were all extraordinary.
The old man Hou Ji not only assisted Dayu in controlling floods, but also ruled his own tribe for more than eighty years. He was highly respected and saved countless people. He had a very strong humanitarian aura and enjoyed sacrifices from his descendants after his death. The Ji surname had only one ancestor, but he had many descendants besides the Ji surname.

The current situation in the mausoleum is a bit like the Chaoge City of King Zhou in the past. Many magic arts are suppressed. It is possible to cast spells forcibly, but there will be backlash.

Nezha estimated that this backlash would affect his own path. He was willing to risk his life to give up the Golden Immortal Fruit and die together with Hou Ji's tomb. The problem was that it was unnecessary.

He could climb down the old tree without any magic, but Xiaowu couldn't.

"Let me carry Xiaowu on my back. I'm very good at climbing trees!" Yuanxiao volunteered and licked her lips. In order to maintain the dignity of a monk, she hadn't climbed a tree for a long time. Seeing Tuantuan and Yuanyuan climbing trees every day, she felt itchy in her heart.

Nezha looked at her suspiciously, as if asking, can you do it?
Of course he had seen the iron-eating beasts of Mount Emei. They climbed up very quickly and steadily, but coming down? That would basically mean falling. The iron-eating beasts were not afraid of falls. From heights of more than ten meters, they would jump down without a word. Xiaowu couldn't do that.

Yuanxiao patted his chest and said that it was okay.

She was only afraid of ghosts, not heights. Back in her tribe, she was a master tree climber. If she was given a high enough tree, she could climb to the thirty-third heaven in one breath.
Nezha couldn't figure out where her pride came from and looked at Xiaowu.

Xiao Wu laughed dryly. She was fine when she was riding the cloud, but now looking at the bottom of the cliff, she was really panicked.

After the three of them discussed it, they decided that Nezha should go down first, and then Yuanxiao would carry Xiaowu on his back, so that if anything happened, Nezha could provide support from below.

The fact is that Yuanxiao is really good at climbing trees. She is not only good at climbing up, but also good at climbing down. Looking at her clumsy body being extremely flexible on the tree, her movements are smooth and natural, which contains a certain unique beauty.

Xiaowu hugged her very thick neck and closed his eyes tightly until Yuanxiao spoke very gently, then he slowly opened his eyes.

After she stepped on solid ground, she was no longer afraid. She looked around with her mischievous eyes, and Yuanxiao returned to her trembling look. She felt that there was a cold wind here, as if there were ghosts!

"Don't run around!"

"Pay attention to your surroundings!"

"Attack! Attack, fight! We can definitely win! Middle, middle, cut it in the middle!"

Nezha, the Golden Immortal, was in charge of giving instructions. Xiao Wu was holding the Xuanyuan Water Controlling Flag in his hand. He seemed to be methodical, but was actually waving it randomly. However, the defensive power of the Xuanyuan Water Controlling Flag was strong enough that even if he was waving it randomly, he could block all the attacks of the evil spirits.

Yuanxiao used the swordsmanship taught by Yunxiao. Her sword was as wide and heavy as a door panel, and she was a little afraid to look at the evil spirits. Fortunately, her swordsmanship was very good, and with a few random slashes, she destroyed the evil spirits. Nezha was very dissatisfied with their performance and often pointed out their shortcomings. When he felt really eager, he would personally demonstrate with the Fire Dragon Spear.

After passing the cliff, even if they officially entered the mausoleum, the area looked small from the outside, but the space underneath was actually quite large, and it also had some characteristics of a maze. Nezha suggested letting them exercise, and Xiaowu readily agreed. Yuanxiao hesitated for a moment, but did not object. They roughly figured out the direction, and then turned into dump trucks, rushing around in the mausoleum.

Gu Sheng? Ji Fa? I'll find it when the opportunity arises!
Although the Yin gods worshipped by later generations are often only a thin line away from ghosts, there shouldn't be so many sensible ghosts in the tombs of normal human ancestors. They walked all the way and didn't see even a rational Yin god. The three guessed that the current chaos of demons should be related to Ji Fa's previous madness.

Xiaowu doesn't care, it's just a battle! This scene is much better than studying hard at home.

Yuanxiao was also constantly restraining his fear, and the movements of wielding the sword already had a bit of Yunxiao's light and graceful style.

Even without using magic, Nezha is still one of the top military commanders in the world. His intuition in fighting on the battlefield is extremely amazing. He was supporting the enemy from the back, when suddenly, he felt a pair of eyes staring at him from the dark.

"who?"

He turned his head very alertly, only to see a fleeting figure.

The opponent was extremely fast and very alert.

When Nezha was asked to think of Hou Ji's name, he couldn't remember it. But when he was asked to think of people or immortals who were hostile to him, he could remember them immediately.

The figure seemed unfamiliar, and the two parties probably had no formal contact, but he recognized the other party's identity from the hostile gaze.

When Taoist Duobao was preaching, he followed Deng Chanyu to meet him. He caught the malicious intent that the other party thought was well hidden, and the malicious intent increased instead of decreasing.

"Long-eared Dingguang Immortal? Why would an attendant immortal from Jiejiao appear here? Are you the one who caused this? Stand still, stop right there!"

He shouted loudly, ignoring the suppression of human destiny, and threw out the Qiankun Circle.

The figure suspected to be the Long-Eared Dingguang Immortal disappeared on the spot. Nezha came closer to take a closer look and found that there was only a rabbit hole on the ground. There should have been some clues, but unfortunately they were all smashed by the Qiankun Circle.

He did not pursue them rashly, but returned to Xiaowu and Yuanxiao and told them about his discovery.

Xiao Wu said intuitively, "He doesn't look like a good person."

Her father secretly told her that there were no good people in Jiejiao except those who were related to the Three Sisters.

"Maybe it's a misunderstanding?" Yuan Xiao was a little embarrassed. She was a member of the Jiejiao sect. With the departure of Tongtian Patriarch from the prehistoric world and the entry of Qiushou Immortal and other three immortals into Buddhism, the seven immortals who once served as attendants had completely declined. However, such Jiejiao elders should not be evaluated by a junior like her.

(End of this chapter)